Chapter 63 is so vivid

Remembering that it was Shen Cong who reminded her of the poisoning by Gui Liu, Li Nanke's slight resentment while brushing the blanket dissipated.

"Your Highness, you're a good person, aren't you?"

Shen Cong chuckled, then burst into laughter from anger.

What does "also count" mean?

So reluctantly?

"Should I say thank you?"

Li Nanke showed off his small, toothy teeth.

"You're welcome. Although I'm young, I'm someone who clearly distinguishes between right and wrong."

When he mentioned the word "resentment," he specifically turned his head to look at Guiliu.

Gui Liu tugged at her hair mournfully.

If he could turn back time, he would never have poisoned this little girl.

He had to listen carefully and wait at the door early for the little girl's arrival.

Who would have thought that on an ordinary morning, a little girl would barge into the Purple Bamboo Courtyard and utter a sentence that could almost wake him up?

Gui Liu scratched his head like a monkey, watching Li Nanke diligently scrubbing the blanket while chatting and laughing with Er Feng.

Gui Liu wanted to join, but dared not. Gui Liu could only endure it, and a mournful atmosphere filled the entire courtyard.

Unfortunately, Li Nanke ignored it.

"Uncle Erfeng, do you know why my father named me Nanke?"

Erfeng had never seen Mr. Guiliu look so frustrated before, and his curiosity was already burning in his throat.

But when she met Li Nanke's bright, grape-like eyes, she could only grit her teeth and suppress her curiosity, asking, "Why?"

Li Nanke sighed seriously.

"When I was born, my father enthusiastically gave my mother three names to choose from, and each name was accompanied by a poem."

She tilted her head and tried to think.

"The first name is Li Yuzan, 'Se Bi Yuzan, Huang Liu Zai Zhong.' The second name is Li Nanqiao, 'Nan You Qiao Mu, Bu Ke Xiu Si.'"

The third name is Li Nanke, a dream of green vines in a gentle breeze, Nanke is everywhere in the world.

My mother looked and looked, and finally chose the name Nan Ke.

Erfeng scratched his beard in distress.

He wasn't well-read and couldn't tell the difference between the three names.

I think Yu Zan, Nan Qiao, and Nan Ke are all pretty good.

At least it sounds better than Zhang Feng, Zhang Erfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng from his family, right?

Shen Cong chuckled and raised an eyebrow at Li Nanke.

"It seems you're more like an object in your father's eyes."

Li Nanke puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.

Erfeng looked at her, then at Shen Cong, and was even more confused.

What's the meaning?

Are they taking advantage of his lack of education?

Gui Liu finally found a topic to join in, and like a nimble monkey, he hopped over.

He slammed half of his buttocks into Erfeng again, sending him flying, and glanced at him with a look of contempt.

"Yu Zan is a wine cup, Nan Qiao is a type of wood, and Nan Ke means to dream, hahaha."

Little girl, the names your father gave you are all hilarious, hahaha...

Li Nanke looked at him quietly.

"Does Grandpa find it funny?"

"Ha...cough cough." Gui Liu's smile froze on his face, and he coughed a series of dry coughs.

Watching the little girl turn around and continue talking to Erfeng, he wished he could rip off a handful of his beard.

You shut your mouth, I told you not to talk nonsense!

Seeing Gui Liu's aggrieved expression, Er Feng gritted his teeth and managed to suppress his laughter.

His curiosity had reached its peak, and he was about to ask when he heard Li Nanke ask again, "Uncle Erfeng, do you know why it took me so long to get water?"

"Uh...why?"

"Because I got lost."

Li Nanke blinked her grape-like eyes, looking troubled.

"The Prince's mansion is so big! I was clearly following Uncle Erfeng's instructions to go south, but I still got lost."

Not only did I get lost, but I was also poisoned by bad guys. I'm so pitiful.

Ghost. Bad guy. Willow......

Erfeng asked curiously, "Did you really head south after you left the house? Did you walk in the direction where the crabapple trees were planted?"

"Huh? Isn't the crabapple tree planted in the north?"

Shen Cong leaned back in his chair, tossing the now-cold hand warmer aside.

He squinted at the three people squatting under the ginkgo tree, watching Li Nanke diligently brush the blanket while seriously discussing the directions of east, west, south, and north with Erfeng.

And there's Guiliu next to him, scratching his ears and cheeks like a monkey, trying to join the conversation but not daring to.

A sneer escaped his thin lips.

Two people with a combined age of nearly seventy were completely outmaneuvered by an eight-year-old girl.

madness!

The little girl seemed to chat casually with Erfeng, but in reality, she always managed to shut down the questions Erfeng wanted to ask.

The question Erfeng wanted to ask was clearly related to Guiliu.

It seems that Erfeng was silenced, but in reality, Guiliu was also silenced.

What Guiliu wanted to ask...

Shen Cong raised an eyebrow, most likely because of his frail health.

His gaze fell on Li Nanke.

Sunlight filtered through the lush ginkgo trees, casting dappled shadows on the little girl's face, making her skin appear even whiter and her eyes more expressive.

So vivid was it that it warmed him even more than the sunshine, making him think of the little girl's chubby little hands holding his when she pushed him and he fell on his bottom.

The same warmth.

How can a person have so many vivid expressions on their face, so vivid that you can't help but want to pinch them?

Crushing the vivid expression on her face.

Shen Cong smiled knowingly. He had initially only been two parts interested in the little girl's arrival, but now he was four parts interested.

With a change of heart, Li Nanke had already cleaned the carpet and was struggling to lift it out of the wooden basin.

She was short, and even when she tried to stand on tiptoe, she could only lift half of the carpet.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

"let me."

Guiliu and Erfeng got up almost at the same time and grabbed the blanket at the same time.

Gui Liu was faster, squeezing past Er Feng, grabbing the carpet with his large hand and lifting it up, then clenching it tightly to wring out the moisture.

They also helped to dry the food on the stones next to them.

She turned around and looked at Li Nanke with longing eyes.

"Little girl, can you tell me what you meant by that sentence now?"

Li Nanke shook the water off his hands and smacked his lips.

"I'm a little thirsty."

Gui Liu darted to the corridor, grabbed the kettle next to Chen Cong, poured a cup of water, and handed it to him.

"Little girl, drink up."

Shen Cong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That belongs to me..."

"Shut up, what's wrong with my sister drinking a glass of your water?"

Gui Liu glared at him fiercely with her hands on her hips, then turned and chuckled as she looked at Li Nanke, who had just drunk some water.

"Can we talk about it now?"

Li Nanke handed him the water glass and nodded.

Gui Liu was so excited he almost jumped up, and then grabbed another chair and placed it under the eaves.

He eagerly picked her up and placed her on the chair.

"Come on, sit down and talk. Standing is too tiring."

That solicitous manner almost made Erfeng unable to bear it, and it made him even more curious.

As soon as Li Nanke sat down, Gui Liu couldn't wait to ask, "This kid Shen Cong coughs up blood three times a day, his hands and feet are always cold, he's always afraid of the cold, and he's often extremely irritable, like he's about to die at any moment."

You said it wasn't poisoning, then what caused him to be like this?

Li Nanke asked, "Grandpa, do you think it might be witchcraft?"

Gui Liu paused for a moment, then flatly denied it.

“Impossible. I also consulted the Gu keeper in Miao territory, and there were no Gu worms in his body at all. He definitely wasn’t poisoned by Gu.”

Li Nanke shook his head.

"It's not that I'm under a curse, but rather..."